Sargeist - To Feast On Astral Blood

I call your name with yearning heart
Hear me o serpent-clad maid
I see your red-veiled visage
And seek the mysteries within

You who stand before the gates of time
Between yesterday and tomorrow
You who unlock new doors for me to dare
And unveil their thresholds

At night visiting cemeteries
I remain guided by your fire
The fire that you carry within
From the stars and from the void

I commit once more
To your unwavering wisdom
I revel in your glorious radiance
And you ignite the passions in my heart

It is in you that all originates
And eternally in you all that ends
Your ring, your scepter, your crown
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The truth is hidden
In cold dark places
Above the surface coils
Mirrorblack and calm
The stars are drowning
In lunar eyes

To me death is the sacred key
To vengeance my share on life
The devil is calling
I drift on the wings of the pentagram

Possessed by monumental spirits
Relinquished from flesh

From the keep of petrified souls
From eternal funeral times
The ripper winds of ancient ghouls
Brought to me a razor in the rhymes

Blood stains the circle
Yet again...
The curse is flesh
Relinquishment Открыть страницу с текстом

Rites of the fullmoon
To focus and awaken
The beast hungers within
Thirsting for energy

Beyond boundaries
Ripping through the aura
Feeding, feasting
Reaching into the essence
Draining, burning
Sensations of ecstasy
Sealed with a kiss
In the shadows of the mind

Astral crimson wine
Drunk of angelic blood
In the realm of spirits
Within the realm of life
To feast eternally
Tearing your apart
To feast eternally
Endless in morbid bliss Открыть страницу с текстом

To make wolves of men
To serve the one who feeds
Seething fires
That shake foundations

Bring the storm of decay
Insects in clouds of hunger
Breathe in the ancient fumes
Which once buried worlds

For those with dragon's blood
Residing in their veins
Seek to master now this world
That very storm is unleashed

To make wolves of men
With wild frozen eyes
Piercing through the flesh
With pestilence at heart

To make wolves of men
As the abyss settles on
To make wolves of men
As darkness dawns Открыть страницу с текстом